Sunday, November 7, 2010

Tomorrow Is A Long Time

If today was not an endless highway

If tonight was not a crooked trail

If tomorrow wasn’t such a long timeThen lonesome would mean nothing to you at allYes, and only if my own true love was waitin’Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin’Only if she was lyin’ by meThen I’d lie in my bed once again

I can’t see my reflection in the watersI can’t speak the sounds that show no painI can’t hear the echo of my footstepsOr can’t remember the sound of my own nameYes, and only if my own true love was waitin’Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin’Only if she was lyin’ by meThen I’d lie in my bed once again

There’s beauty in the silver, singin’ riverThere’s beauty in the sunrise in the skyBut none of these and nothing else can touch the beautyThat I remember in my true love’s eyesYes, and only if my own true love was waitin’Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin’Only if she was lyin’ by meThen I’d lie in my bed once again